England. 1891. A woman and her two nieces have problems with randy young gardeners at their remote country home. Problems which require drastic and permanent solutions.....
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"The Gardeners"
England. 1891
Parks hadn't mean't anything by it - Sasha and he had
been 'play-fighting' - it was just horseplay really, he'd liked the
feel of her lithe form and his hands had 'strayed' a little. At
first she hadn't seemed to mind as his hand felt higher up her leg
towards her tight knicker-crotch, when upon the merest contact with
the thin cotton of her knicker-crotch and the feel of her spongy
little pudenda beneath - she bolted from his lap and had run
towards the house. Parks was suddenly very concerned, he had 'over-
stepped the mark' badly - what had come over him? Mrs. Bridges
would be furious!
Mrs. Bridges was furious - concealing her anger, however, she
had invited Parks into the House a few hours later, something she
had never done before - for a 'chat'. Sitting quite close to him
she had questioned him about the 'incident' in the garden with her
niece Sasha - and informed him that both 18 year old Sasha and her
19 year old niece Jane were quite upset about it - in fact Jane
had been quite angry. Even though the girls ages were only a year
apart, Jane tended to 'mother' her younger sister. She asked him if
he had a girlfriend (she knew he hadn't) and whether he
felt 'lonely'. Parks, a fit young man of 25 had felt deeply
embarrassed - he hadn't had a girlfriend for a long time, though he
blamed the remote location of the House and his lodge in the
grounds - he never had a chance to meet anyone. Mrs. Bridges
listened to his outpourings until she suddenly put her hand on his
knee - making him jolt nervously - and informed him bluntly that
she didn't want to see him 'go to waste' and that she had an idea.
In a tone that brooked no refusal she firmly asked him to follow
her upstairs.
Nervously following, Parks watched her generous back-side sway
before him up the stairs - he had lost count of the past
masturbations he'd had, thinking of what may be about to happen -
at 32 she had a full figure to be proud of. Mrs. Bridges took him
into a spare bedroom in her large upstairs. "Steven, I'd like you
to take your clothes off for me, before we go any further." she
stated. Parks head pounded, was he really going to 'see to'
Mrs.Bridges - after all his fantasies? He quickly took off his
shirt, as he mused that perhaps she was going to let him into her
bed to take his mind off her delectable nieces. "Your trousers
Steven, I want to see you." she commanded authoritatively. His
trousers came down and Mrs. Bridges noted his rather large 'pouch'
in his underpants. "Steven, I want you to understand something
before we go any further - I am a lady and you are a manservant. I
am going to see to it that your urges are for me and not my nieces -
but this will be a discreet business and while it goes on I don't
want you pawing me - therefore I'm going to bind your hands out of
the way before we proceed. I'm not giving you a choice in this
Steven - unless you don't wish to proceed?" Steven shook his head
rapidly, lust filling his senses. "Lie on the bed please Steven."
Parks did so as Mrs. Bridges opened a draw and pulled out some
leather straps she had obviously placed in there earlier. Leaning
over him sensuously she buckled his wrists and attached them to the
strong brass bedframe. She silently produced more straps for his
ankles, but paused first and grasped his underpants, pulling them
down. "Let's see what we've got here shall we." Parks semi-erect
member lolled free before her eyes. "My, my, you're a big man
aren't you Steven?" she said as she moved to secure his ankles,
leaving him spread-eagled upon the bed and suddenly feeling a
little vulnerable - and very excited. Parks wondered what she was
doing when she produced a longer strap and passed it over his chest
and secured it either side of him. Satisfied, she sat close to him
and looked first into his eyes and then down at his now full
erection. Her hand trailed down to his groin and took his large
ball-sac into her hand possessively - she ringed her finger and
thumb above his balls and gently tugged at the trapped
balls. "Steven - you've been a little presumptious (he didn't
understand that word) I think - I intend to take your mind off my
nieces and quell your urges but not in the way you've been
thinking. I could have brought in the Law for what you did - but
you'd only repeat your behaviour later on and I'd need a new
gardener. I'm afraid I have no choice in this Steven and it will
be for your own good, you wouldn't like prison at all I can assure
you." "What, what, Misses," Parks fumbled. "I'm going to do to you
what I've done to horses before - to 'calm' them - I'm going to
castrate you Steven." Parks suddenly became highly conscious of
her possessive grip on his balls - despite her announcement his
penis remained fully erect - the foreskin had rolled back and the
purple crown glistened obscenely.
"Jane, Sasha, you can come in now!" Mrs. Bridges called. The
girls must have been just outside the door because their entrance
was swift - both appeared highly excited. Parks gasped, everything
was happening so quickly. Jane was clutching a canvas bag - her
jodphurs were figure hugging and her white blouse was unbuttoned at
the top which revealed a swell of young breast-flesh. Sasha's
outfit was a sisterly match though her figure was less curvaceous -
her breasts in fact much smaller even though they were
sisters. "I've got the things from the stable Aunty!" Jane
exclaimed - and suddenly stopped, her eyes upon a new sight for her
young eyes - a huge column of hard flesh projected from the
gardeners hairy groin whilst Aunt Lucy's hand gripped something
beneath the column. Sasha was equally mesmerised by the unexpected
sight. "Don't be silly girls, you've seen horses before - it's
just the same - and you've seen what I've done to horses before,"
she gently admonished the pair. "Why has it gone like that Aunty?"
Jane enquired, her eyes feasting on the hard column.."He's excited,
he foolishly thought he was going to be allowed to do rude things
to me - all men go like this when they become excited by the idea
of women with no clothes on." She moved her hand such that his
ball -sac twisted into view - the balls tautly stretching the skin
and making a shiny reddish sac as her thumb and forefinger still
ringed the root. "These are the balls we're going to cut off - it's
where the seed is kept that makes a woman pregnant in
marriage." "Seed? What seed?" Sasha asked curiously. "Don't they
teach you biology at school Sasha? When a woman marries a man and
she wants a baby she goes to bed with him and when the man becomes
very excited his seed comes out when they're very close and makes
her pregnant - people are just like animals in that way." Mrs.
Bridges explained as she rummaged through the bag Jane had
brought - finally having let go of Parks' rather large balls. "Ahh,
we need some twine girls -there's some in the kitchen." Both girls
reluctantly tore their eyes away from the male flesh-column and
left obediently for the kitchen. Parks could not help but observe
Jane's firm round bottom and Sasha's tighter rounded bottom - both
encased in skin-hugging riding jodphurs. When the door had closed
Parks began to babble almost incoherently - Mrs. Bridges turned to
Parks, "That's enough of that, Steven thank-you!" and suddenly
hitched up her skirt to give the unfortunate gardener a fantastic
glimpse of her full surprisingly athletic thighs and a flash of
knickered crotch as she lowered her knickers, before swiftly
stuffing them into his protesting mouth. "There, that's better,"
she said , idly reaching for his solid column and feeling it
sensuously whilst continuing "You musn't be frightened Steven, this
is something which must be done - a hundred years ago you'd have
been hung in the village for what you did to Sasha." Her hand was
gently pumping the organ as she continued quietly. "They say men
become excited on the gallows too, Steven, and that sometimes they
spill their seed. We wouldn't want anything like that going on in
front of the girls would we? Or would you want that, hmmm, my God
you're built like a horse Steven." she breathed, turning to look at
what must be almost 8" of very excited manhood, revelling in the
feel of it in her hand -clasping it possessively as she had clasped
his large balls earlier.
"Would you like to make an exhibition of yourself in front of
us all?" she continued teasingly. Parks' eyes bulged; despite the
situation his senses were aflame with
lust. Mrs. Bridges suddenly
removed her pumping hand as she heard the girls on the landing.
First Jane, then Sasha entered the bedroom, Jane triumphantly
clutched a length of kitchen twine, and exclaimed "Sasha wants to
ask something, Aunt." Sasha interjected rapidly "I do not! Jane you
said..." Jane daringly asked for her, "Sasha wants to know if
we're going to cut off his thing as well, Aunty?" Aunt Lucy was
amused by the idea, and Sasha's imagination - though she knew such
a thing would kill Parks without a doubt, she decided to go along
with it for a little while for her own amusement. "Well that's not
a bad idea Sasha, then we'll have made him well and truly harmless.
Let's tie his balls up first though." Parks eyes bulged even more
as Lucy noosed his balls tightly at the root of the sac, forcing
them into a taut shiny pouch. "Would that stop his seed coming out
Aunty?" asked Jane inquisitively. "Not necessarily, the balls make
the seed but it's stored behind his 'John-Thomas' as well. Lucy
dabbed alcohol around the ball-sac as she spoke to ward off
infection. "Now, before we go any further would you girls like to
improve your biology and examine his parts before we cut them off?"
Jane nodded and knelt down beside the bed, Sasha followed rapidly
and leaned in to watch. Jane leaned forward gingerly, her long
brown hair brushing against Parks' naked thigh. Her hand gently
touched the hard column, it felt very smooth and silky - nice to
touch. Her fingers ran up and down the erection and then trailed
down to hold the shiny tied balls - very gently squeezing them. Her
other hand went to the column again, her thumb and forefinger
gently squeezing the root of the erection. "Will it be hard to cut
through here Aunt Lucy?" she asked, squeezing again to add
emphasis. "Not too hard, but he is a big man Jane. Now how about
letting Sasha have a feel?" Jane reluctantly released the pulsing
column and the shiny balls.
Sasha nervously reached forward and copied her sister's
actions, as well as pulling on the balls. She squeezed at the root
of the erection and imagined her fingers were scissor blades
cutting in, she wondered whether he would 'buck' when it was done -
well he shouldn't have touched her on her panties she thought
vengefully! Her inquisitive young fingers trailed up the big column
and touched the glistening plum - she noted the gardener's reaction
to her touch there as he squirmed with lust.
"Right girls, it's time we got to work," Lucy exclaimed.
Sasha's hands still clutched the excited organs."With you girls
there I'm going to have to perch on him I think!" Lucy said as she
was already clambering aboard his bound form. She carefully lifted
her skirt so the girls didn't notice, such that her naked bottom
and crotch pressed onto Parks' muscular stomach - her knickers
being in his mouth. Lucy was sexually excited now and the feel of
his naked firm stomach against her bare crotch was highly erotic.
Parks could feel her pubic hair and hot, moist flesh being pressed
onto him - his penis reacted even more strongly - Sasha felt it
harden in her still clutching hands. Jane began to feel left out.
Lucy reached into the stables bag and pulled out two pairs of
gelding scissors as well as a steel bowl which she placed between
his legs such that his tied balls hung into it. She pulled on the
shiny balls and placed the scissors around the root so that he
could feel the blades there - she was amazed that Parks was still
so very hard even now. "Now Jane, hold his 'John-Thomas' would you,
and Sasha I'd like you to place the other scissors around the root
of it - but don't do anything until I tell - you do understand
don't you?" Sasha nodded seriously. She hardly felt she could
disappoint Sasha - she had kept the game up to see just how cruel
these niece's of hers could be - of course Parks would be fatally
injured if Sasha went ahead - she'd stop her at the last minute and
explain later.
"Now girls, how would you like to see a man's 'fountain' as
the final biology lesson before we 'cut things short'? Lucy smirked
at her own joke, which the girls missed in the intensity of their
concentration. "Jane, I want you to rub your hand gently up and
down his thing." Jane pumped at the big organ which jerked and
twitched in her gripping young hand - the 'eye' seemed to gasp and
the plum expand even more. It went on for several minutes which
seemed to last an eternity as all three females stared at the
obscenely glistening male plum at the top of the strongly pulsing
column - waiting patiently and intently for the exciting result.
Lucy's crotch was literally sodden with her excitement and even
Jane was experiencing dampness and a pleasant sensation at her
crotch as she 'fought' with the gardener's maleness. Parks' could
see Jane's young unfettered breasts pushing her blouse out
sensually, behind Sasha, and in the foreground he could see the
sexy lithe form of Sasha - her smaller breasts and her pert
bottom - and the look of absolute concentration on her face as she
stared at his rampant manhood. Before his very eyes swelled the
skirted broad hips of Mrs. Bridges - and the sensation of her
excited womanhood and large hot buttocks on his flesh. Parks was
lost, his brain a cauldron of lust. The females watched intensely
as the the plum seemed to almost burst, it jerked violently in
Jane's gripping hand and a great globule of white seed 'fired' up
into the air, landing on Lucy's shoulder. Jane and Sasha audibly
gasped in unison, whilst Lucy pushed her femininity down harder
onto Parks' belly. The seed lashed out again to the ladies
delight, this globule landing on Jane's left breast to her
individual delight. Again, the column spasmed a string of seed
which landed copiously on Sasha's right hand - which held the
scissors so menacingly around the root of the orgasming erection.
Lucy decided the girls had seen enough, she pulled the balls more
making them nicely taught and began closing the blades on the root
of the scrotal sac - she was cutting the flesh - it felt good. At
that moment Sasha saw that the castration was underway, the red
flesh, and decided that Lucy must have forgotten to tell her to cut
the 'John-Thomas' - she closed the blades even as the fourth string
of seed jerked out onto Jane's hand. The action closed off the
penis before the next string could escape as the root was
compressed, the flesh suddenly gave and the blades began slicing
into the erection even as his balls came free into Lucy's hand.
Parks bucked insanely against his straps and Lucy's weight as he
realised the reality of what they were doing to him. Jane pulled on
the still jerking erection as Sasha cut, and blood sprayed out to
the side.
Lucy knew Parks was 'done' - but also that it wasn't the end
of the world - even in those brief moments she knew she could
easily dispose of the body and explain his disappearance (he'd
stolen some jewellry and run off etc.). Satisfied in her mind, she
watched the rapidly wilting penis as it came away and Jane lifted
it clear with an excited squeal. Sasha's little breasts were
heaving with the exertion - the blades were fully closed were the
penis used to be. While Parks still thrashed beneath her as he
slipped into unconsciousness and oblivion, Lucy reflected that she
would let the girls keep the penis and balls in a pickle-jar as
souvenirs. She also wondered whether the next gardener would need
his lusts 'quelling' - one thing was for sure - the next one would
be bound in her bed all night before his castration the next day -
and she would make sure that she had the full use of any more such
magnificent erections - in private!
Lucy's wish came about sooner than she had imagined - an
advert in the local paper soon achieved responses from a number of
young men - including a handsome young man who had recently left
the Navy. Lucy was in fact suspicious of the man, and his
constantly evasive answers to her questions led her to suspect that
he may be a deserter - perfect! She approached the girls and voiced
her concerns, saying that he was a possible criminal and that he
should be tested to see whether he had any criminal tendencies. If
so then it would be appropriate to 'quell' his aggression as they
had done with Parks and make him a more docile house servant who
would at least be no sexual threat. Jane was picked to test him,
the man was asked to help move around some furniture in Jane's pink
bedroom - whilst Jane acted in a precocious manner. Adams was not
long in taking the bait, and groped Jane's tight round young
bottom. Jane pulled the room service cord and Lucy and Sasha were
there in a flash. Adams was confronted and wrestled to the ground
by the three fit females until they had tied his hands behind his
back. Lucy announced that they would decide his fate in the morning
and the three females took him to Lucy's bedroom and tied him
spread-eagled to Lucy's bed.
Lucy dismissed the girls and locked her door, then sauntered
over sexily to the trussed young man. She teased him as she
undressed and pushed her knickers into Adams mouth. She didn't want
to talk to him. She proceeded to play with his manhood for a while,
letting her full breasts hang over his straining features before
finally straddling him and engulfing his now rampant manhood. Adams
felt the tight, hot and wet channel gripping his violently erect
penis as Lucy bent down to whisper in his ear. "You're in serious
trouble boy," she breathed as she rode him slowly. "Do you know
what my sexy young nieces want to do to you? Shall I tell you, they
think you're a horse with an over-randy cock and they want to do to
you what they've already done to horses on the estate with their
own pretty little hands. They want to geld you and I bet they're
listening outside that door right now!"
Adams eyes bulged with confusion, fear and lust - but his
erection remained defiantly solid. "And you are a randy sod aren't
you boy," she breathed as she reached for his balls and pulled on
them. "I can tell you that if you dare to loose your seed in me I
will let them have you. In fact I will let my pretty little nieces
have you if I even think you are about to loose yourself in me!"
Jane and Sasha were indeed listening excitedly at the door. Sasha
whispered to her sister, "Do you really think she's doing it with
him?" "Of course she is!", replied Jane. "And we're going to teach
him a lesson in the morning!"
Lucy rode him for a long time, slowly and teasingly, her
breasts swaying above his fevered eyes as she taunted him. "I hope
you aren't thinking of doing anything in me boy," she said as she
grasped his balls again. Adams was now on the verge of orgasm, and
Lucy could tell. "If you do it in me I'll let them geld you - I
swear it! I'll even help them myself - maybe I'll sit on your face
while they do it? Would you like that randy boy? How would you like
to feel their innocent young hands on your manhood as they prepare
to make you a eunuch! Oooooh, I think you're going to do it in me
aren't you, don't you dare!", she breathed. Her excitement was
intense now, and her breasts were reddened with lust, her nipples
solid before his eyes. Adams whole body stiffened as he ejaculated
his hot seed into her tight channel while Lucy still gripped his
balls tightly. "You've done it!", she screeched. "You've done it in
me! We're going to geld you, we're going to do you like a randy
horse!", she moaned even as his seed still jetted and jetted into
her clutching vagina.
The following morning found Adams tied spread-eagled onto
Lucy's bed with towels under his buttocks ready to protect her pink
sheets from any blood that may arise. The females stood around
looking at his naked and vulnerable form. The girls, acting on
Lucy's directions, stripped naked to 'protect their clothes from
any mess'. Adams eyes drank in Lucy's full curves, Janes athletic
form and Sasha's slimmer curves. His penis slowly rose to a full
and pulsing column as the females clambered onto the bed with him -
he was still gagged with Lucy's panties. His erection waggled as
Jane expertly tied his balls up into a tight shiny and stretched
sac. Sasha's nimble fingers gripped and squeezed the root of his
erection and she looked at Lucy. "Not this time, Sasha, remember
last time!" Adams moaned lustfully, still not sure if it was a
prank of some kind. This must all be a way of intimidating him,
maybe a crazy game carried out by women who'd been isolated here
for too long in this country house. His foreskin rolled back to
expose the glistening plum which had begun to leak pre-come. Sasha
broke in, "Aunt Lucy, can we make him shoot like last time? It's
good fun to watch it come out - and it'll be his last
time?". "Surely you can, Sasha. I'll keep him quiet." Lucy swung
her thighs over him and Adams saw her femininity in all it's glory
above his eyes, when suddenly it descended onto him - hot, humid
and pungent. He had never experienced anything like it. He suddenly
felt Sasha's delicate young hand pumping his organ, her innocence
making her movements more erotic. Jane held his tied balls firmly
and placed the gelding knife close by. Adams struggled for breath
into Lucy's wet and excited vagina. Lucy encouraged her young
niece, "That's it, make him do it Sasha, make him do it for us to
see - that's it Sasha....", as she rode herself on his face,
agitating her excited womanhood on him. She watched Jane place the
knife closer. "Yes, Jane, yes, that's it - a nice clean job - pull
his balls, go on pull them Jane!" Jane pulled more on the captured
balls. Adams brain barely registered the words, 'Were they
serious!', but his brain was a cauldron of lust now as his seed
rose in his loins. Lucy saw the signs, "He's going to do it, get
ready Jane - he's got to pay the price for his randiness...." Adams
exploded, his seed literally fired into the air as Sasha's young
gripping hand pumped relentlessly. Lucy ground herself down harder
on his face, crushing her naked womanhood onto his features as some
of his seed looped out onto her bare breasts and belly. "Ooooh, you
randy horse you....". Adams shot again and again. "Cut him, Jane,
cut him. Go on cut him...", Lucy almost screeched. Jane slid the
knife across the neck of his painfully stretched scrotal sac,
sawing at the flesh even as Sasha continued to pump at the still
spasming erection. Lucy's orgasm hit her as she ground herself on
him and watched both her nieces naked breasts wobble as Jane
finally pulled the balls free and Sasha held onto the erection
which still leaked seed from the bloated head. Adams struggled
futilely against his bonds - the orgasm and the sharp pain
contrasting - as Jane placed the severed balls into the dish
between his legs, realising as she did so that she had become moist
between her legs once more. It was the most magnificent orgasm of
Adam's life, and his last…….